Zhao Xiaoli took a spoonful and tasted it. She kept nodding, her hands never stopping.
"Delicious, so sweet."
"Alright. I'll bring you another bowl, you can take your time eating, I'll go feed the three of them."
Old Yang felt relieved seeing his wife eat two bowls. His wife had been so uncomfortable, she even considered going to the hospital to terminate this pregnancy.
Now it's good that she's able to eat.
Jiang Xinyu and Zhang Qiu'e fed the three children. Tingting and Ah Bao each had half a bowl, and they each had their own spoons, so the two were a bit flustered.
Especially Shi Xian, who ate eagerly. The soup didn't need chewing, so it was one spoonful after another. It was only when Feifei came in to help feed Ah Bao that things got better.
"Mom, what you made is really delicious. Master Shang praised your ability to control the heat well."
